Rain Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Rain
Yesterday I was in the parched, red desert, where it pours only seldom,
Bearing joy for varicolored cacti blooms, a silvery shower, very welcome.
This morning I deluged the green, pathless forest, at the dawn of purple.
Tomorrow, wet footsteps will travel, down the tree-lined street of myrtle.
In wild days of ago, my fervor caused floods, as I danced in dewberries;
Then a soft, yellow sun spun rich gold, making cherries and cranberries!
While there is gladness everywhere I go, my sporadic errors humble me,
Like an errant wind which blows off course, tenacious, golden honeybee!
A well crafted poem embellished with compelling images. A great read as always!
Artistic.......a magnificent poem! Loved the last two lines the most. A perfect 100 out of 100
I am so happy that you enjoyed this poem. I am gratified by.your kind expressions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Marvelous poem, dear Evelyn, I have enjoyed tremendously.5 Stars! Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem
I offer my heartfelt thanks for the pure joy of reading your comments, my friend. I am delighted that you enjoyed the poem tremendously.